I remember her without sugar, and without cream and without excuses
I remember her in the morning, waking up in my bed
I remember her in laziness, of a routine that begins
I remember her worried, because today she is worthless
I remember her in her dilemmas, between accounts and poems
In the noise of the street, always lost in the details
The I remember without shame
I remember her in a second, in which I reach the deepest part
And I leave the mark of her love in my heart
In just a second
ÃÂHow did we end up from heaven to this place
In just a second, in a second?
I don't remember his face, his voice or his look
I don't remember her stories, nor her sorrows nor her glories
And although sometimes I find her, walking among my dreams
She reminds me of a feeling that we no longer own. br/>And he left the mark of his love in my heart
In just a second
ÃÂHow did we end up from heaven to this place
In just a second, in a second?
ÃÂHow did we end up from heaven to this place
In just a second, in a second?
In just a second, in a second?

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